His Eagle Eyes on Me

Ivy blushed. "I didn't play games before because my studies were so demanding. Now that I've graduated, I can learn to play."

"There's no need to learn such a thing. Playing games is a waste of time," Hayden remarked.

Ivy remained silent, and Lucas wondered if Hayden was picking on him.

Shelly gently squeezed Hayden's hand, reminding him that he was being a bit harsh.

"Well, playing games occasionally can be good," Shelly intervened. "It helps you relax. Although I don't play complex games, I enjoy simple ones, like matching and card games."

Lucas managed a polite smile. He did not know how to respond or what to say because the games he was developing were nothing like what Shelly was describing.

There seemed no way for him to continue the conversation with three people who did not play games.

"Lucas, even though we don't understand games, I believe you can do well," Ivy encouraged.

"Should we talk about something else?" Lucas suggested.

Shelly laughed, breaking the tension. "Yes, let's talk about something else! When your game is ready, just let us know. Even though we don't play games, we can still share the excitement of the launch." Lucas agreed, "All right."

Hayden picked up his glass and asked, "I heard your mother is ill. What's her condition like now?"

Shelly's smile vanished instantly. "Why bring up such a heavy topic in a first meeting?" she thought.

"Late-stage cancer. She's in the hospital," Lucas said.

Hayden asked bluntly, "Is she just counting her last days?"

Lucas nodded. "Yes."

Shelly and Ivy were left stunned, unable to utter a word.

Hayden set his glass down and inquired, "What about your father?"

"We aren't close."

"You cut ties with him?" Hayden pressed.

"Yes."

Ivy glanced at Hayden and then at Lucas. Originally, she had viewed Lucas as being a very headstrong and unruly man, but Lucas appeared remarkably docile and easy-going in front of Hayden.

If anyone else had asked Lucas if his mother was counting her last days in the hospital, Lucas would have likely exploded with anger. However, Lucas was not offended

Hayden asked, probably because he could sense the kind of person Hayden was.

"You studied aboard in Edelweiss, so I assume you don't have much of a sense of belonging in Taronia, right?" Hayden drawled.

"Yes."

"I will be frank with you. If you want to be with Ivy, you will have to move to Aryadelle. We will never let Ivy move to this country."

"I know."

"Even if you are willing to go to Aryadelle, that doesn't mean that we will accept you into our family. Going to Aryadelle is just the first step, understood?" "All right," Lucas said.

"Do you think I'm being too demanding?" Hayden asked.

"No. I know the differences between me and Ivy," Lucas said.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"What do you make of the situation, then? Make yourself clear now," Hayden continued.

Ivy could not help but intervene.

"Hayden, Lucas has just graduated,

and he is just starting his own business so I don't want to distract

him. I want him to focus on hisz career and not anything else. Even if I like him, I don't plan on getting married so soon."